Natalie Roche Books Novels & Stories

"Ewww, I think I threw up in my mouth. Can't he just get it into his head that I don't want anything to do with him? And he's my stepbrother, for f*ck's sake?" "Haven't you read all those smutty books where the main characters are stepsiblings? Could I recommend some to you?" She wiggled her brows. "Stop it. I'm not that messed up." I cringed. "Now I feel offended. You should see the books I read. That is mild." She giggled. "Book girlies are a different breed." I snorted. "We really are. Thank you for understanding the entire situation. Now I don't feel like such a horrible person. I only wish I hadn't ruined my reputation in front of Lorenzo. He's forever going to see me as a slut." Natali

{~Nathaniel Cross~} A normal job would have taken me two weeks. I’d leave the pack with my team, we’d locate the target, get the information we needed or the person we needed, and return without anyone truly noticing that we were gone. Sure, our families were aware, but we returned in two weeks. It’s been four weeks. Four long, stupid weeks of tracking down this witch named Gale. She was good at avoiding being caught; she was so good that she was able to stay out of my sight. Every time I thought we were close, she would slip off and disappear once again.

The anger and disgust she hid behind smiles were so evident; Peter’s prayers for the ground to swallow him were all over the place. “Do you know how cute you look when you pick on someone…” the devil said in his stage whisper. “We need to continue our game… shall we? Congratulations on your journey into parenthood.” I smiled, hearing his dry and displeased voice beside me. “Umm, Ri… River, Natalie would like to see you…” I bit my bottom lip. Natalie was Peter’s younger sister, who I used to see as my sister—the innocent seven-year-old, pretty thing I could still bar… “She has been wanting to tal—”

Natalie said and as soon she did it a wave of power surged through her veins making her feel stronger. “Kelly?” she whispered to ehr wolf, even if no answer came, but her eyes were shining for the first time in the last weeks. “Did you lose your focus, stupid rogue?” Natalie growled at the rogue but as soon she did that, the rogue pinned her to the ground. “I never killed a Luna.” the rogue said. “This will be so funny!” and he tried to stick his claws in her shoulder. “Natalie!” Evan yelled and he was completely panicked as he was not able to help her, because he was fighting with two rogues at the same time for his own life.

“Humans can’t sense that, though.” “No, but the energy makes them uneasy. It’s like a natural defense mechanism that drives them away from anything supernatural.” Lucas nods, and Natalie looks up, relief on her face when she sees me. “Callie Martin, right?” She extends her hand to shake. “You own that cute little bookstore called Novel Grounds downtown, right?” “Right.” “That’s what I thought. I’ve been meaning to stop in and grab Erin Rylie’s latest book.” “We have it, and it’s good. I read it in one sitting.”

Miguel screamed from the bed, "What are you doing?! Why aren't you casting something?!" "I-I can't!" Natalie shouted. "The book! I don't understand it anymore! The words-they're gone! They turned into symbols and shapes!" Cielo cried, rocking herself on the bed. "No! No! No! That book is our only hope! Fix it! Fix it now!" Natalie turned the pages faster, hoping to find at least one part she could still read-but every page was the same. Unreadable. Foreign. As if someone had replaced the entire language overnight.

Natalie couldn't help but wonder what on earth Natasha had written on these pages. "Done reading? How was it? Ms. Lovelace, did you get it?" Natasha stood on the side, observing Natalie in silence for a while before finally speaking up. "If you can't understand, just say so. Don't waste my time." "Who knows what kind of nonsense you wrote? It might be complete gibberish!" Natalie, provoked by the question, dropped the act of reading and angrily threw the leather-bound book to the ground. Natalie was confident that it was gibberish. Otherwise, how could she not understand it?

But these little things meant everything to Natalie, because they had obviously either belonged to her true mate or been given to her by him. Spotting a little velvet book, he flipped it open and realized it was a photo album. Even as a little girl, Natalie’s hair had had all shades of white running through it. She looked just as fiery and energetic. The kid who Dominic guessed was Ava had been besotted with her. In every picture she was standing protectively close to her, hugging her or holding her hand. Dominic wasn’t proud of the twinge of jealousy he felt at how the little kid had been more or less born with rights to her.

She closed her eyes again. Maybe she'd sleep for another hour. Maybe she'd spend the day binge-watching anime.. Maybe she'd finally organize the books she kept buying but never had time to read. Maybe— A muffled sniffle interrupted her thoughts. Natalie's eyes opened. "...Hmm?" Another one. Someone... Was crying. She frowned. The sound wasn't coming from outside. It was inside the house. "...Mom?" She sat upright. Silence. Then— A louder sob. Natalie immediately threw the blanket aside.

Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult shit, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1) Nathaniel Lachlan 2) Aaron Riverwood 3) Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner 5) Danika Williams 6) Mary Redferne Elizabeth Paige Flashback AGAIN... I was running late for my class. As I walked through the corridors with books in my hand I silently prayed Danika Williams and her minions were not around, even if they were, hopefully Nathaniel Lachlan was aroun